What do you want from me?

I just don't understand.
Is what I thought a year ago wrong?

Am I right today?
When will this go away?

Does the feeling never disappear?
When I speak, what do you really hear?

I just don't understand.
Ignore me, while I hide within myself.

I know there's no answers there.
All I know is that I don't care.

I don't understand.
Am I dead inside?

Too emotional too distraught.
So why in past tense have we fought?

I don't understand.
Is it me, is it you?

I feel blind, nothing is ever enough.
We have it all, look at all this stuff !

I don't understand.
Quality time. what's this?
I guess I don't want to learn either.
Back to the abyss..

wHen pEopLe become sheePle...

How to say and what to do.
How we do and what we say.

To act different or to act true.
It's an art, for the few.

To hold on to some self respect.
But to let anger take aim and neglect.

Those we hurt and those who see.
Imitate.

Those who watch and don't follow.
contemplate.

With knowledge comes power.
Conceded.

Those who pretend to know.
Hurting those who don't.

The people who want change, never will and wont.

Tact is something special.
You have to try, you have to care.

Just remember its not always fair.

Kaleidoscope of broken promises..

Thank you for everything.
Is thanks enough?
For all you do and all you are.
All you've ever been and all you ever needed to be.

Thank you for everything.
The confidence the gratitude.
My reason, my attitude.
Ever changing.

Is thanks enough?
I had hoped so but it feels like I don't speak the same language.
This is rough.

Soft tones and beautiful notes.
Songs that create scars, movies that create holes..

For all you do and all you are.
I don't know what to do.
I don't know why it's so hard.

Tight sheets and flat pillows.
A bed so cold, space that never ends.

All you've ever been and all you ever needed to be.
I just want to say that I'm sorry.
That I wasn't the same way.

A man can promise a thousand things...